Soothing Star
My legs give out
and I sink
onto the grassy blanket,
whose thorns feel like velvet
against parched skin.
I close my eyes and
d
r
i
f
t
away..
from this cruel confinement
where fleeting time waits for none.
I am drawn awake.
It’s that feeling all over again.
It allays my ears,
casting away the shrieks and screams
that haunt them.
This is the muse the world needs.
Melodies and lyrics are stars
to its a
b
y
s
s.
The music bewitches,
I tiptoe on notes
dancing in octaves.
I call the tune ~ I shall stay here
until the music dies.
For in the mansion beside my run-down hut,
they begin
to blow the trumpet.
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